Luyện nghe bài hát What Child Is This

{Sometimes I wonder how it must have been actually
Have lived in ancient times, I mean what it would of been like
To actually walk the of Bethlehem and hear that a Child
Had been born who's of kings and Savior of the world}

{Now I can imagine saying, Child is this?
What is this? Who would leave a legacy
So strong that even today we
Celebrate His life? What is this?}

What Child is
Who laid to on Mary's lap is sleeping
Whom angels greet anthem sweet
While shepherds are keeping

This, this is Christ the
Whom shepherds guard and sing
Haste, to bring Him laud
The Babe, the Son of

I just think about it, um
I just sit and think about the Boy born in a manger
Sometimes I want to shout it
Shout joy to the world,

So Him incense, gold and myrrh
peasant, king to own Him
The of kings salvation brings
Let loving hearts Him

Raise, raise the on high
The sings Her lullaby
Joy, joy for is born
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I think about it, oh, I sit and think about
The Baby Boy born in a manger and wrapped in swaddling
Sometimes I want to shout it
the hills and every where, sometimes

This, this is Christ, the
Whom shepherds and angels sing
Haste, haste to Him laud
The Babe, the Son of

Sometimes I just about it
Oh sometimes I wonder, what Child is
Sometimes I just want to it
I to go and tell it on the mountain, sometimes

Every now and then, sometimes I think about
I think the Christ Child, what Child is this?
And then again sometimes, sometimes I just want to it
I just to tell the world, sometimes